At 76,
she bid her final farewell…
I first saw her face on a news magazine, Reporter,
embossed on the front page showing a peace sign amidst countless people. I was
seven and I barely comprehend what Martial Law or democracy signifies but peace
I understood…thanks to her.
Launching into description of her would be like
committing a grave sin of injustice. Nothing would suffice really. Her story was
like a fairy tale- only that she didn’t have a happy ending with her husband
who was cruelly assassinated.
However, it was full enough of colourful
trappings to amount it to a movie story- born in an influential clan, married
the man of her dreams, served as a plain housewife for many years, lost her husband
in the most painful way, catapulted into
presidency without preparation, and braved the odds to defend her youngest daughter
in many controversies and finally, succumbed into colon cancer.
She wowed the whole world with her silent
forbearance. She’s a mother, a writer, a painter…an advocate of peace. The
right one needed after the whole country suffered under the hands of tyranny.
Farewell to Cory Aquino. Her legacy was written
in the heart of every Filipino- the legacy of PEACE.